in short I KNOW all the reasons. My head tells me that but my heart has never absorbed the message. I question, continuously, why do I care after all the pain, rages, blaming, projecting, splitting, lies, silent rages etc. It truly is a phenomenon. There is no rhyme nor reason to still caring. I would never treat myself the same way; but I can't stop ruminating about good times, belief of his lies about how he'd never leave me no matter what!
I truly understand the split of the head and the heart, the life wisdom and the emotion. All of them are controversial, because of the partner with BPD.
I was once in a "dangerous" situation. I began to think if something bad happened, and if I didn't have enough time to call everyone, whom would I call? I sadly saw that I would definitely not call him, because I didn't know whether he liked me at that time or hated me, whether he wanted to hear my voice or not. I would give the precious time to people who care about me without doubt.
I once had bad mood, and needed a talk. I sadly saw that I could not call him, because he would not have patience to hear what I was saying, if his feeling on that day was somewhere else.
I once forgot my key and could not enter my apartment after finishing work at night. I took out the phone, tried to call someone to stay there for a night. I sadly saw that I would never call him in that case. Rather prefer a hotel.
The thing is, even I love him, I know he is not a reliable person when I need help, comfort, support... .he can be very considerate and helpful, but only when he is in that mood.
We all know, trust is an important issue, even for a normal friendship... .Not refer to a life partner, a lover, a husband or a wife.